It’s Never that Bad

I think I’m really pathetic to admit I was bullied online. In the real world I speak openly to everyone. I don’t have any enemies. So I suppose hitting resistance all those years ago came as a shock. I’ve never been a gossip. It doesn’t interest me and when people know this they don’t pull me into their battles. I don’t take sides. I draw my own opinion.

So to be misunderstood on social media was frustrating. When I look back, it had a cycle. I would wake each morning, feeling very depressed by it. Look at the source, then instead of planning how I would make ends meet, I instead thought about ways to defend myself. I am proud, as not once did I tell anyone how bad things were. Not even my children.

I believe if we have a problem with someone we should speak face to face and then it’s no longer a problem. But with online attacks, you can’t do that. So it never stops. There’s never an opportunity to nip it in the bud.

When I look back I think it’s all really childish and I feel sad I let it beat me and earning a living. It nearly killed me. It wasn’t the situation but more the force behind it. In a face to face situation, they’d not have a chance, because I tell the truth. I will never understand how any person would want to attack someone who had lost her home, livelihood and self confidence. I would never do that. My quotes, sentiment and battles would transpire through the work of them. And nobody knew except me. It was as though they were stealing my soul. On reflection, I think they wanted to make me go away. A volunteer, a fundraiser, campaigner. How could that offend anyone? But it does. And, the most unlikely. There’s some funny folk out there who are not as they seem.

In turn, it’s allowed me to set up groups and seek people out who feel voiceless. That’s why I spent my time on Twitter helping people who may be feeling the same way I did. It put me off ‘celebrity’ for a while. I was scornful at the whole subject. But I’ve since realised it was one person and his shadow. That everyone is ‘indeed’ very lovely and helpful. I am as great as the next person. If not greater. I endorse that. But for a while, I felt worthless and that was only due to statistics.

I hope the future is not going to be built on shares and likes as that’s not art. It makes people feel excluded and insignificant. We all need to help each other up. It can even save a life!

Quietly Quirky ©

The Hysterically Small Minded


If they cannot speak directly but are able to spread gossip to those who ‘also’ do not know you. If their intention is that of ill purpose for no evidential reason – walk on. You have outgrown those circles. It’s meant to be – now you’re free. New doors will open. The better you shine the more resentful they may become. For they know not of ‘real’ love in their objectives. Trickery and meddlesome agenda, burns them alive, as you walk with crisp, vibrant air – a great companion – in sync with your freedom.

You’ve come a long way – keep going. Don’t look back. You’re not missing much. Find new adventures now with those who will embrace your passion on your vibrant journey. Think big, leave the small minded who want you to fall to the level for which they’re trapped. It’s not about populous but more so being your true authentic self, with pride and courage. To avoid the empty noise, back stabbing, poison words and bitter thoughts. You’re better than that and your light revolts them. They can’t smile with grace nor enjoy the peace of silence in their own small minds. It’s a mere illusion. You’re greater now. So whilst the chickens hysterically cluck in a dark back yard,  grace the sky with your wings, for they’re not going far – but, you are! Look up at the universe, it’s all yours – worth more than a dirty coop of stagnant intent. Fly high for your life starts today and as you soar you will collide with an increasing circle of the like-minded. All different – all free – just like you.


Quietly Quirky ©